Epilogues: December 2019
We’ve done it, kittens. We’ve danced right off the edge of a decade.
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Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, JOLEEEEEEEEEENE
Faced with cats, we’re regularly in the position of begging: that the fussy ones will eat, that the nervous ones will let us pet them, that all of them will stop judging us for…well, everything. (Yes, Bucca has strong opinions about your fanny pack and my singing voice.) Still, it’s not often we find ourselves […]
Epilogues: August 2019
All together now: auhhhhhhhtummmmm. It’s deeper than “ah.” It’s better than “om.” And we can see it shining in the not-too-distant distance. If ever we needed the sepia-toned glow of fall, it’s now.
Epilogues: July 2019
Here’s something worth thinking about. If you meet someone named Gus, is it short for August, Augustine, Augustus, or Asparagus?